Comprehensive martial arts: Learn from Huang Yaoshi and start with Tianlong Bayin

A loud voice sounded at this moment.

The overwhelming power gathered like a river, with him as the center and spreading to all sides.

And the moment he spoke, there seemed to be the roars of various animals all around.

Sunyata’s hands also kept changing positions.

One moment it looks like a tiger, the next moment it looks like a monkey, and the next moment it looks like a leopard.

But no matter which one they are, they are all lifelike, as if there really is such a beast in front of them.

This is the Shaolin Thirteen Animals, which simulates the dynamics of the thirteen animals: dragon, phoenix, tiger, leopard, snake, crane, monkey, horse, eagle, rabbit, swallow, chicken, and ox, and is derived from pictograms.

Paying attention to catching and grabbing, his moves are unique and flexible. In the process of fighting with the opponent, he can always win by surprise.

Kongxing's idea was simple. Since he couldn't match Ning Feng's Shaolin Dragon Claw Hands, and his strength and speed were far behind, he would win with his skills and restrain Ning Feng with his ever-changing grappling hands.

At this moment, the three Shaolin Temple divine monks had already taken action.

Master Fang Zheng, who came from Shaolin Temple in the Ming Dynasty, certainly did not hold back. When he looked at him again, he was already standing behind Ning Feng.

Among the five eminent monks, he was the weakest, so he chose Ning Feng's weakest position to attack.

Fang Zheng lowered his eyebrows and held a golden Zen staff in his hand.

Blown by the strong wind, the golden iron rings on the Zen staff collided with the wind.

It makes a pleasant sound like wind chimes.

However, the next moment, Fang Zheng's expression tightened.

The palm holding the Zen staff tightly grasped the golden staff pillar, and then he used force to lift it up.

"The Eight Dharma Gods of Bodhidharma Zen Staff!"

Explosive drink.

The golden Zen staff slammed toward the ground.

Suddenly, a deep pit was created on the ground by such a huge force.

The white air wave centered on the Zen staff, sweeping towards the surrounding locations like vibrating ripples.

Dust filled the sky, clearing away the wasteland with a radius of dozens of meters.

Then Fang Zheng lifted one foot and jerked it under the Zen staff, while grabbing the body of the staff with his other hand.

The body-protecting Qi spread from the Zen staff toward his hands, and then enveloped his entire body in it.

But on the Zen staff, it seemed to be overflowing with light. The original golden color was now emitting a dazzling light.

It's like there are dozens of lights in the dark night inside.

Under the light of the scorching sun, the stinging people could not open their eyes.

Bodhidharma's Eight Dharma God Zen Staff is a Buddhism-style staff with 48 styles in total. It is the true and unique skill of Bodhidharma.

This staff technique is exquisite and simple. The moves pay great attention to the exchange of left and right, the front and back, the middle, the hardness and softness, and the beginning and end echo.

At this moment, Master Fang Zheng's strength has already reached the realm of a great master.

The four eminent monks took action together at this time, setting up a winning situation around Ning Feng.

What happened was long, but it only happened in a matter of seconds.

Seeing such a scene, everyone around them couldn't help but take a breath.

"Is this Shaolin Temple really shameless?"

"You have always considered yourself to be a great sect of righteousness!"

"But so many people took action against one person, and they all used Shaolin 72 stunts!"

"What a shame for your Patriarch Bodhidharma!"

On one side, Yang Xiao, the light messenger of the Ming Cult, looked extremely ugly and spat at the Shaolin Temple square formation.

Although he is a member of the Demon Cult, he also knows quite a bit about the Shaolin Temple, the largest martial arts sect in the world.

None of the moves these people used at this time were simple. They were all 72 unique skills created by the famous masters of Shaolin Temple in the Sutra Pavilion.

Any one of them can easily defeat a master at the peak of his master level.

Even if he faces it, he has to deal with it carefully.

But at the same time, with the four eminent monks together, he felt that the situation Ning Feng was facing at this time was difficult to deal with.

Not only him, but Wei Yixiao on the side was also gritting his teeth.

"Sure enough, these old bald donkeys talk so much about benevolence and morality, but they act so devoid of martial ethics!"

"If I hadn't been seriously injured now, I would have disrupted your Shaolin Temple's peace!"

Wei Yixiao suppressed the injuries in his body, and these words popped out of his mouth one by one.

But even though he said this, he also knew that it would not cause any harm to those in the Shaolin Temple, let alone make them stop. It could only be a way to vent their anger.

The only one who really has to deal with such a situation is Ning Feng himself on the court.

But what he understood better was that Ning Feng's chance of winning was infinitely close to zero.

Such fierce attacks came from all directions, even if he went in by himself, he would never be able to resist even for a moment.

Even using the unique light skill is impossible, because all the ways out have been blocked by the four eminent monks. There is no way to survive with such a blind attack.

"What should I do... Master Ning, will he be fine?" Xiao Zhao's big eyes were filled with worry.

She felt a little regretful at the moment and came out of the secret room.

At that time, Ning Feng should have been allowed to stay inside. In this case, he would not be targeted by the entire Righteous Alliance, let alone fall into such a predicament.

Not only the Demon Cult, but everyone on the Righteous side was also looking at this scene with surprised expressions.

It seems that the four eminent monks did not expect that the attack would be so fierce, leaving no way for the opponent to survive.

But everyone's thoughts are completely different.

The Five Wudang Heroes frowned slightly, wondering if they would help later.

The people from the Emei and Huashan sects sneered. As for Master Yuanzhen in the Shaolin Temple, he sneered even more from the bottom of his heart.

"Humph!"

"Ning Feng, no matter how strong your personal strength is, so what?"

"I was worried about how to deal with you before, but I didn't expect that you would choose to come out against me at this time!"

"One person dares to provoke the Righteous Alliance. He is really just improving his realm. It's a pity that he has no brains!"

"Thinking about it this way, God is going to get rid of this scourge like you!"

His cold eyes were fixed on the battlefield...

Waiting for the next step, Ning Feng was severely beaten and severely injured.

At this time, in his sight.

The four Shaolin masters seemed to understand each other almost at the same time.

They move together.

Empty Hearing, Empty Wisdom, Emptiness, and Master Fangzheng.

Either a palm, or a punch, or a claw, or a Zen staff holding a weapon.

Among them, Kong Wen swung his fists forward, and the eighteen phantom fists beside him flew towards Ning Feng.

The speed was extremely fast, as fast as a spinning heel, and all the positions in front of Ning Feng were blocked.

The same goes for Kong Zhi. The 32 square palm prints that blocked his whole body were like a tiger descending a mountain. With his push, they flew away on the wind.

Locking all the positions on Ning Feng's left side, it was like a huge wall of radiance.

Kongxing and Fang Zheng, one on the right and one behind, jumped up from the ground with a sound.

Like chasing clouds and lightning, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, trying to lock Ning Feng to death.

Faced with such a dangerous scene, Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief.

The dazzling eyes were emitting a cold light at this moment, a surge of mental power, and an infuriating energy like a rushing river.

At this time, the entire space is encompassed.

"Crazy gold watch!"

His lips were slightly parted, and an invisible sound came out.

In an instant.

The entire space slowed down.

The expressions of everyone in the Demon Sect slowly solidified on their faces.

The moves of the four great Buddhist masters were put on the slowdown button.

However, it's not over yet.

Ning Feng then whispered again.

"Turtle body!"

The moment he shouted these three words, Ning Feng felt a significant change in his body.

The body becomes extremely light, as if the body is not affected by gravity, and a single jump can cover an extremely long distance.

And in this situation.

Ning Feng's speed surged, and the speed of others was slowed down many times.

At this time, Ning Feng's speed increased several times.

humming sound.

Ning Feng's eyes narrowed, his footsteps tapped lightly on the ground, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Only an afterimage was left. At such speed in this world, one could truly jump thousands of meters.